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about a week, though I picked up stragglers till 

 the end of the year. 



The amusements of camp-life in such weather 

 as the closing days of October afforded are some- 

 what limited — especially when, as here, the said 

 camp is a score of miles from a post-office, and 

 the delivery of letters and papers is regular only 

 in its irregularity. Under such circumstances 

 one resource is the cuisine, and many were the 

 attempts we made at new or untried dishes. At 

 Glavaticevo we were somewhat handicapped by 

 not being able to get any but the roughest 

 supplies, even our butter having to come from 

 Mostar. Nevertheless, we scored several decided 

 successes, even if we did not quite equal our 

 great discovery of the previous year — stone-hens 

 stewed in hare stock. As I doubt if this bird 

 is mentioned in any British cookery-book, I give 

 a couple of recipes for cooking it in the Appendix. 

 The year before we had reduced our travelling 

 library to a minimum, one book, " Jorrocks," being 

 selected by acclamation ; but this year we relied 

 entirely on periodical literature, and on our 

 nightly game of piquet. 



The large priest's house at Glavaticevo, which 

 contains the chapel, is surrounded by what is 

 here called an ograda, which means an inclosure 

 fenced to keep out grazing cattle and sheep. 

 Generally these ogradas are detached coverts, 



